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The Beginning of the End

Sea King

Sea King

Well here it is. This is our last/first post of the year. In the spirit of modern marketing, not to just satisfy customers but to try our best to delight them, we think we will probably carry on our daily posts until Friday. We wouldn’t want you thinking you didn’t get your money’s worth.

When we started the year we set off by train so, to show we’ve gone up in the world, we thought you might like a helicopter at this end of the bookcase.

It’s a Sea King, and that nice friendly colour is the sort of thing we associate with our Mountain Rescue team. Writing that, made me wonder under what circumstances a mountain might need rescuing. If it gets a bad case of vulcanitis and blows its top, I’m really sorry, but I think it’s too late for any attempted rescue mission.

The only other case that comes to mind, without having to think about it, is if it slipped down a land slide and fell into the sea. Of course, it’s over the other side that the North Sea is trying to fill itself in. It remembers the good old days, before the sea got above itself,¬†when it used to lie round all day as a swamp.

It still romanticises about the wind in the reeds and the soft footfall of the mammoth.


Cat's Ear or Flatweed

Cat’s Ear or Flatweed

Catkins are those, usually yellow, flowers that hang around on trees – and all sorts of other plants too. Wikipedia says that he once thought that all plants that produced catkin like flowers, belonged to the same family. He’s recently changed his mind though, and now he thinks that quite a few plants thought of the catkin idea for themselves, completely independently. It’s interesting to speculate that, if the first one to think of it had patented the idea – there would be a good few trees and plants sitting at home now, wondering how they were ever going to meet someone.

Cat’s Tails are totally unrepentant grasses. Among them are the things we often call Bulrushes. The nice thing about Bulrushes is that they are large, so you get a good pile of vegetation for the effort of collecting it. When we, here in Europe, lived where we now have mostly North Sea, there were plenty of marshy areas – just the sort of place Bulrushes love. It really isn’t surprising then, that grinding stones have been found in sites occupied thirty thousand years ago, with traces of ground-up Bulrush root still on them.

Cat’s Ear, especially the Common variety, will grow anywhere, it really has absolutely no preference. Here in the UK, against Jackie’s better judgement, it is growing happily in the lawn. In Australia it grows so well that many horse pastures become clogged up with it – and if you force horses to eat enough of it they can get stringhalt from it.

That sounds most unpleasant.

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